This morning God watched you sit up in bed. He stood beside you when you looked at the bathroom mirror. He watched you study the weary lines and understood the many anxious thoughts racing through your mind. God do you see me? I'm so tired of living.
Across the earth, He knelt beside a mother who cried out to Him for her son to come home. Please don't let my boy die! In the same city a young man stumbled and fell flat on his face in the back alley. He'd fallen into the same disgusting sin that he hated. A sin his mother warned time and time again. But God was protecting him, angels aware of every movement, watching over this poor man.
On a warm summer day a man sat on a bench with a Bible on his lap. The fresh cut lawn and stately trees moving at the slightest breeze couldn't ease the war inside his heart. If only I could see you Lord! I desperately need direction and purpose. From behind him, a bird flutter and landed at his feet and stared up at him, wide eyed with expectation. The man couldn't see the Lord sitting beside him, gently directing the bird, as if to say, see this little one? I care for you more than this sparrow.
God is with us, beloved. He is ever present watching over His word to perform it. God gives us a precious promise in Isaiah 49:15, "Can a mother forget the baby at her breast and have no compassion on the child she has borne? Though she may forget, I will not forget you!" (NIV).
God will not forget us though we often fail to remember His kindness. You are remembered like the blind woman who wanted to "see" me. She reached up and gently ran her fingers around the shape of my face, the eye sockets, the lips and the check bones and then her finger tips flowed over the ridge of my nose. Every impress of my face was etched in her memory so when I spoke she saw me standing in the room.
You may not see God but He sees you and He will never, never forget you.
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